Funny Colors In My Magic Mushrooms
I woke up in the mornin’ to smell the fresh scent of mush
As my buddies were chillin’ in the kitchen boiling some tea.
I was like what the fuck is that smell?
They said “open your nose and smell the poison?”
I took a deep breath and asked for my own cup
As I understood it was no ordinary tea but it was magic.
Filled of blue, purple, green and even yellow stems,
These shrooms were bruised as I visualized many colors.
These colors had delicacy schemes..cause
After 5 minutes I was sketchin’ on the walls in this room,
It was getting smaller as my heart was skippin’ a heart beat.
The radar pumps as I see Darth Vader in front of me,
His blood shot eyeballs put fear in my veins.
I stood in shock, I didn’t know what to think so I’d scream,
My buddy Doofie said, “it’s alright, it’s only a scary movie.”
I refused to think this was reality as I thought it was a dream,
I feel like I’m dizzy and it seems real cause I’m confused,
These drugs had me in effect like I was in delusion.
Mysterious creams to shake these bluish heads and stems,
Revived in manure after it grew in a white fungus.
I’m ashamed I never took the advice to not take em’
Now I’ma victim with my stomach gettin’ sick from it.
The giant mushroom head that I ate was very stern,
As I could only remember seeing a midget looking toad.
I thought my buddy Doofie was Luigi…and I thought
I was in a Mushroom City sleepin’ with a peach.